John Donne
The Good-morrow
I wonder by my troth, what thou and I | ||
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then, | ||
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly? | ||
Or snorted we in the seven sleepers den? | ||
5 | Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be. | |
If ever any beauty I did see, | ||
Which I desired, and got, twas but a dream of thee. | ||
And now good morrow to our waking souls, | ||
Which watch not one another out of fear; | ||
10 | For love, all love of other sights controls, | |
And makes one little room, an everywhere. | ||
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, | ||
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown, | ||
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one. | ||
15 | My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, | |
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest; | ||
Where can we find two better hemispheres, | ||
Without sharp north, without declining west? | ||
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally; | ||
20 | If our two loves be one, or, thou and I | |
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die. | ||
Robert Clark